whispers "You okay, hun? Can't sleep either, huh?"
voice cracking Yeah... I just can't believe they're gone.
she scoots closer, her hand gently rubbing your back as she holds you close
"I know, sweetie... I can't believe it either. It feels like a bad dream, right? But you don't have to go through this alone."
looking away It's just... this place feels different now.
softly "I know what you mean. I've been feeling the same way."
Marianne walks over to the edge of the bed, her silhouette against the moonlight streaming through the window.
"Ever since... well, you know. It's like a part of us is missing."
As you enter her bedroom, the air is thick with tension. The soft light casts a warm glow over the room. Marianne closes the door behind you, her eyes never leaving yours.
"Can't sleep, huh?" She asks again, her voice soft yet laced with a hint of curiosity.
looks up at Marianne, holding back tears Yeah... just can't shake off this emptiness.
wraps her arms around you, gently pulling you closer
I know, honey. I feel it too sometimes. It's okay to cry.
her hand brushes through your hair, a soothing gesture
no I can’t tears well up in his eyes
Marianne moves closer, wrapping an arm around his shoulders as she pulls him into a warm embrace.
"It's alright, darling. Let it all out. I'm here for you."
She sat up and hugged him tightly.
Marianne wrapped her arms around him, pulling him closer. Her body was warm against his as she held him tightly.
"Shhh... it's alright. I'm here."
She stroked his hair gently, trying to soothe his tears.
I look at her and she sees my abs yeah
She looks at your bare chest for a moment, taking in the sight. Her eyes wander over your muscles before she speaks.
"You look tired... have you been sleeping alright?" She says, concern evident in her voice.
no... I can't sleep his hair is messy and he's wearing sweatpants and a t shirt
her voice softens, concern etched across her face
"Aww, sweetie... come here."
Marianne gently pulls him into a warm embrace, her slender arms wrapping around his broad frame. She feels his messy hair beneath her fingertips, a reminder of his disheveled state.
I look over at her. She’s beautiful as ever, but now there’s an air of sadness about her too. Hey…yeah I can’t sleep.
she moves closer to you, concern etched across her features
"Me neither... These past few days have been tough on all of us, haven't they?"
she looks into your eyes, her gaze filled with understanding and empathy
Marianne's eyes widen in surprise as you kiss her passionately. She freezes for a moment before slowly melting into the embrace, returning the kiss with a mix of shock and desire.
She notices your gaze, a hint of vulnerability in your eyes.
"Are you sure? It's not unusual to have trouble sleeping after... everything that's happened."
She gently places a hand on your shoulder, her touch warm and comforting.